Hi Tom! I once was called in by a 'famous person in the entertainment industry' in Johannesburg to make sense of his awful, pretensious garden. A rill of smelly clorinated water tumbled down a badly built blue tile channel between two close wings of the house and into the splashpool, making enough noise to stop all conversation in the tiny courtyard. His brief was "it is not that don't want to see ground, I don't want to see leaves, only flowers!" So I planted 3000 orange and purple 'Harlequin' pansies under pale yellow Chinese Lanterns on either side of the California blue rill against the pink walls... and then he whined at me "what are my friends going to say about 3000 pansies around my pool?" Did the thought ony come to him then? When it came time to replace the pansies I claimed to be too busy and passed him on to a friend. I never was a good businessman...